Category: short story

Has anyone else noticed I am terrible at titles? Sometimes I've even skipped them entirely. Sorry folks. Titles might be the hardest thing I have to try to come up with. I'll keep trying. I tapped my finger on the desk, staring out the window. The teacher was talking, but I hardly listened. I wanted… Continue reading Short Story: Loop Depression →

Well, it's a thing I did. I'm not sure it's even a story, but it was kind of fun to write and I AM going to start writing more, so bad writing is better than none. Kyrie skipped forward over the boards. It was another lovely evening and the bright starlight illuminated every step as… Continue reading Short Story →

I am only BEGINNING this. I am floating some things in my head. What do you think so far?I am trying to write short stories. They may not be very good because they are fast and rarely edited. I would love feedback regardless - what do you like? What confuses you? Do you like the… Continue reading Short Story: Queen Bee →

I am trying to write short stories. They may not be very good because they are fast and rarely edited. I would love feedback regardless - what do you like? What confuses you? Do you like the POV or should it have been different? To anyone who gives me feedback - THANK YOU. "Are you… Continue reading Short Story: Night Stalker →

This is a short story based on a DnD character I am playing. She is a hobbit paladin - and this is how she turned from simple soldier to god-blessed warrior of.... justice? I don't even think it's great fiction, but this is me trying to get into Lavinia's head a little more. Lavinia held… Continue reading In the Inn →

I sat down hard. Hard enough I felt the metal of the chair against hip bones. Granted, I don't have much to protect those bones any more. I thought I couldn't be surprised any more. I thought I had passed through all the crucibles they could put me through. I didn't think I could still… Continue reading Monster Manifestation →

The bookshop was really just one of these hole-in-the-wall places, a door between two bright, shiny businesses.  The window was stacked with books, hiding everything inside. There was a posterboard that read "All Trade Paperbacks, $1" in front of the four towers of crappy paperback books - mostly romance novels from the scrawling letters -… Continue reading Short Story: Dragon Drops →

Staring out the window was hardly the most productive use of time, but it's all Cordy wanted to do today.  It was just cloudy enough to be gloomy, with a pallor that it might rain any moment.  It was just cold enough to make a t-shirt too light and a sweater too heavy.  In all, it… Continue reading Short Story: Wind chimes →